You end the call, slightly annoyed. Yuzuru's antics have been getting on your nerves lately. Being friends with him since elementary made you accustomed to his bad habits, sure, but things are getting out of hand now that you've both entered college.

He called you after a long time of little contact, begging you to come to his apartment after getting dumped. It's a pattern; he'd get into relationships with a girl every few months, break up, get heartbroken and ask for your console.

You arrive at his front door, pressing the doorbell. It's been awhile since he asked you two to meet, being busy with his girlfriend and all. The door swings open, Yuzuru, with red eyes and a runny nose jumps out to hug you. He looks pathetic like this. You would've pushed him off if only you didn't have a secret crush on him. Sometimes you wish one of you were a girl instead.